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October 13th, 2017

A thought, to think. (Sort of a poem.)

If you didn't know me, would you like me?
If you didn't know me, would you help me?

If you didn't know her, would you like her?
If you didn't know her, would you help her?

If you didn't know him, would you like him?
If you didn't know him, would you help him?

...Who don't you know?

— Christopher Walsh, Friday, 10/13/2017

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All the weather

If you count yesterday, the Portland area's had hail, downpours, lightning and thunder, bright sun, warmth, cold, and tornadoes. Yes, tornadoes, (relatively small ones) down near Canby and Aurora south of town.

I've been watching all this from, mostly, inside. Yesterday, when I was walking, I lucked out with my timing and was in a library, the Holgate branch, during one downpour; before I left for home, I stood in the small plaza in front of that library, reading in the sunlight (so much brighter off of the water) and waiting to see if another downpour was likely to hit. Nope, so I left. If this were a comedy, I'd've been caught in a drenching rain on the way, and I'd've stood still, looking put-upon. (Is there a GIF of Buster Keaton standing in the rain?)

Yeah, autumn's here.